No one had ever performed this surgery in that era, and many conservative people even thought it was against medical principles, unorthodox, and unethical. But she didn't have time to explain this now.
Fortunately, she had performed this surgery several times in her previous life, including brain surgeries, with her mentor. If she hadn't died suddenly in a car accident in her previous life, she would have made a name for herself in the medical field. At that time, she even considered continuing her studies abroad after completing her studies with her mentor.
It’s a pity that we didn’t have time to do all these.
"Nonsense!" the heart surgeon shouted. "Get out of here! Heart transplant? That's bullshit!"
The nurse didn't go out either, and she hadn't heard about it either. She also thought Zhang Xingrong was making a fuss.
There is no time left. Zhang Xingrong knew that continuing to talk at this time would be a waste of time.
Anyway, she had taken the medicine, and these doctors would try to delay time and treat her as much as possible. She quickly got up and left.
"Grandpa, Uncle Zhong was shot in the heart. His heart is damaged and can no longer be used. The only way to save him is to get a heart transplant!"
If it weren't for the magical medicine in her space, I'm afraid Uncle Zhong would have died on the spot. Fortunately, there is the medicine in the space!
Heart grab!
The old man heard his body shaking, and he knew exactly what it meant.
"Grandpa, listen to me. Uncle Zhong can still be saved. There's a procedure called a heart transplant. There are cases abroad where a new heart was transplanted and the person was able to survive. Of course, we're looking for someone who's willing to donate a heart to us, someone who's already dead but still has a usable heart. Someone who died suddenly and unexpectedly..."
Zhang Xingrong tried her best to explain it. She knew it was difficult, but this was the only way at the moment.
The old man calmed himself and nodded: "Okay, Grandpa believes you, Xiao Teng is looking for him in the hospital now. Remember, the family's consent is required."
Lao Zhong is a dozen years younger than him. He was reckless back then and had gone through bullets and gunfire for so many years. Lao Zhong can't leave at this time!
Su Ruoteng received the task and turned around to go look for it.
Zhang Xingrong was worried that he wouldn't be able to explain clearly, so she went along. She came to explain things to the hospital's leaders.
The people in the hospital thought her idea was nonsense, but with Su Ruoteng's help, they were reluctant to let her go when they heard that the person was Uncle Zhong, who had made great contributions.
"I'm not trying to kill anyone. You've probably heard of body donation. Of course, your body donation is for medical research. Isn't the purpose of medical research to save lives? The body donation I need right now is for saving lives. We're on different paths to the same destination; our goals are the same!"
The people opposite looked at each other.
"What a different path to the same destination!"
The hospital staff were convinced, and they were now fully committed to finding a body for donation. Of course, the body had to meet Uncle Zhong's requirements. They also had to find a way to keep the heart functioning. This could be given to the heart surgeon.
After about an hour, the person was finally found.
The visitor was a woman in her fifties, accompanied by a son and two daughters.
"Is it you who needs to donate your body?" the woman asked Zhang Xingrong.
"I……"
"You don't have to tell me I know!" The woman's face was filled with grief. "I studied medicine, too, but unfortunately I can't hold a scalpel anymore. My son... I can donate his body, but I don't want to watch the operation."
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